I'm sorry for the facade of a fake girl, auto biography.

There's this rage, I can't understand.

You act different when you're in a bad mood. It's like you don't want to feel anything, do anything or focus on anything for too long.

Your tears leave their trace on your cheeks. You've been crying recently. 

You are not a flower out in the wilderness that's constantly being drenched.

You are a being with controllable emotions.